After driving away from the school, Don navigated his way toward East-End Park Mall, one of the better-known shopping centers in that part of Santos City.
He'd taken care to memorize the directions earlier, not wanting to appear out of place by relying on GPS, especially with Summer and Sylvia in the car. The two girls were still chatting about the accident Michael had just had as they left the school, with Sylvia expressing concern over whether anyone had gotten hurt.
"I hope no one got injured," Sylvia said, her voice carrying a bit of worry. "For Michael's sake, someone better not have, or he'll be in big trouble."
Summer nodded, glancing at her phone. "Yeah, but no one's talking about it in the school chat servers, so maybe it's fine."
Sylvia let out a small laugh, the tension in her voice easing. "It'd be interesting to see how he tries to buy his way out of that mess. His daddy's money might not be enough this time."
